If Rong Yu's method of dealing with the three Taoists was still within the scope of mortal understanding, then extinguishing all the flames with a snap of his fingers was truly an inhuman act.
The servants were already frightened out of their wits. They threw away their extinguished torches and fled in all directions: "Ghost, ghost!!!"
"You, you guys, come back! Why are you running!" Mr. Hu stood there in a daze, wanting to call them back, but when Rong Yu Wusheng walked up to him, he belatedly remembered to run away.
A drop of cold sweat fell on his forehead.
Mr. Hu tried to escape by rolling and crawling, but the red-chain snake, which had removed the illusion, slithered down Rongyu's clothes, hissing at him with its eyes cold and dangerous.
Mr. Hu's legs were trembling, and he didn't even have the strength to get up.
"Please let me go, don't kill me..."
"I can let you go." Rong Yu said easily, "But how can I live here if you let someone throw dog blood on my door?"
Mr. Hu: "I, I'll have someone clean the door for you..."
"Hmm?" Rong Yu narrowed his eyes, looking even scarier than the red-chain snake that had been staring at him.
Mr. Hu was startled: "I'll reinstall a door for you. No, I'll renovate the whole house for you!"
Rong Yu sighed: "I don't like to wait too long."
Mr. Hu wanted to cry but had no tears: "You can stay in the Hu Mansion first..." This is simply inviting a wolf into the house, but there is no other choice at the moment.
"I don't like living under the same roof with people."
Mr. Hu was very sensible this time: "We will all move out and let you live alone!" He didn't want to stay under the same roof with this unknown being!
"Since the mansion belongs to me, please bring me the title deed." Rong Yu pressed on.
Mr. Hu hesitated for a moment. That was his ancestral home. The whole family lived here. If he was given the mansion, where would they live
He originally planned to delay the war and let Wen Yichu stay in the mansion temporarily, and then he would invite other experts to come and subdue him. The house deed had been handed over, and he didn't know if he could get it back.
"You're reluctant to give it to me, but you're still thinking about coming back to live here?" Rong Yu said, "It just so happens that those little ghosts miss you too, and want to keep you here forever."
Thinking of last night's haunting, Mr. Hu's face turned pale: "Here, here, here! The deed is in my room, I'll take you to get it!"
Even if they lost their house, they still had money and could find a new house somewhere else. But losing their lives was really not worth it.
Rong Yu snorted lightly, and the red-chain snake crawled up his black hair again, turning into an ordinary red hairband in Hu Yuanwai's eyes.
Mr. Hu was trembling with fear, and dared not to play any cunning tricks.
The red-banded snake's venom was not strong, and it could almost be considered a non-venomous snake. But this little snake, combined with the magic of illusion, was enough to intimidate someone like Mr. Hu.
"Mr. Wen, please come in." Mr. Hu smiled apologetically and brought Rong Yu to the gate of the Hu family mansion.
The two servants guarding the gate looked at each other in surprise. They only knew that the master had brought almost all the servants in the mansion with torches and walked towards the Wendao Academy aggressively, leaving only the two of them to guard the gate. Not long after, someone came back in a panic, saying that Wen Yichu was now an unknown monster, and none of the three Taoists who went there were effective, and he could even extinguish the torches with a snap of his fingers... It sounded so magical that they didn't believe it without seeing it with their own eyes, but when they saw that Master Hu had respectfully invited the "person" back, they suddenly believed it.
Although the young man in red was smiling, they didn't dare to look up at him.
Mr. Hu took Rongyu to his bedroom, took out the house deed which he had kept at the bottom of the box, and handed it to Rongyu reluctantly.
Rong Yu took the deed, but still felt it was not enough, so he glanced at the pile of papers in the box and asked, "What else is in the box?"
Mr. Hu did not dare to hide it: "They are all banknotes and land deeds..."
The fields that the villagers cultivate are theirs. The farmers cultivate the fields and they collect rent, and this has been the case for generations.
Rong Yu asked: "What percentage of the rent is collected?"
Hu Yuanwai's heart skipped a beat and he said cautiously, "... one tenth."
Rong Yu smiled and said, "Do you really think that I am oblivious to the world outside and only focus on reading the books of sages?"
Before he finished speaking, Yan Zhao cooperated and blew a gust of wind in the room. Although the doors and windows were closed, the bead curtains moved without wind and made a jingling sound.
Hu was terrified to the extreme and immediately told the truth: "Give them 10%... and we will take 90%."
This is more than just skinning and sucking blood, this is swallowing the bones without leaving even the ashes.
Rong Yu said in a tone of amazement: "Even the imperial court doesn't dare to collect taxes like this."
"I don't dare anymore! From now on, we will take 70%... No, 50%! 30%!" Hu Yuanwai looked at Rongyu's unchanged expression and gritted his teeth, "10%, we take 10%, and 90% is for them!"
This Wen loved to meddle in other people's affairs when he was alive, and his ghost still lingered after his death. Hu Yuanwai's heart was bleeding, but he didn't dare to show it.
Rong Yu said: "I am a little greedier than you."
Mr. Hu was stunned. What did this mean? Could it be that Wen Yichu was not speaking up for those ignorant people, but was just a fellow traveler who wanted to share the offerings
He said, there is no one in the world who is not greedy for money, and the so-called innocence and integrity are all illusions...
"I know everything." Rong Yu added.
Mr. Hu took 90% of the profits. If he was greedier, he would ask for 100% of the profits.
Yan Zhao, who had already understood Rongyu's intention, waved his sleeves, and the box in Hu Yuanwai's arms flew into Rongyu's hands.
"My treasure chest!" Mr. Hu shouted out in pain, because all his belongings were contained in it!
"What do you mean yours?" Rong Yu said as a matter of course, "It's mine now."
Hu Yuanwai was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe. This was even more of a robber than him. He now hoped that Wen Yichu's innocence and integrity was not a false illusion. It would be better to see this greedy truth!
"Mr. Wen, this thing in the world of the living is just a pile of waste paper to you. I will burn paper money for you, pay for the construction of a temple for you, and repair your golden body. Please return the box to me..."
"If your old mother doesn't come back to life within seven days, she will really die. Do you want to use money to buy your mother's life, or do you want this box?" Rong Yu gave him a multiple-choice question.
A dark light flashed in Hu Yuanwai's eyes. Although his mother was kind to him, she was also strict, which always made him afraid from the bottom of his heart. It was natural for a mother to love her son. The things in the box were gone, and he had nothing left, and there was no hope for the rest of his life. It was clear at a glance which was more important. If it was his mother, she loved her son so much, she would not be willing to let him live a hard life.
"My mother is old and has lived enough. It is a happy funeral for her to pass away at this time..."
In other words, choose the treasure chest.
Rong Yu clapped his hands twice: "You really chose your mother, and I still think you are a filial son. I'm sure she must be very touched when she heard you cursing her for immortality behind her back."
"Oh, not behind my back, in front of me."
Mr. Hu had a bad feeling in his heart. He looked up and saw Old Madam Hu standing in front of him with a gloomy face.
As early as when Rong Yu raised the multiple-choice question, Yan Zhao had captured the old lady's soul, and only let her appear after she heard her son's rebellious words.
Mr. Hu was instinctively afraid of his mother: "Mom, no, listen to me..."
Old Madam Hu was so angry that she hit him with her cane: "Rebellious son!"
Rong Yu saw the quarrel between the mother and son and said with a lack of interest, "I don't want to watch it anymore."
Yan Zhao immediately sent Mrs. Hu's soul back to her body, and drove the mother and son and all the people from the Hu family out of the mansion. As for how noisy they were outside, it had nothing to do with them.
The Hu family has caused so many families to be broken up and killed, and now their homes are just in turmoil.
Everyone only felt a gust of cold wind, and the surrounding environment suddenly changed. They were now outside the Hu Mansion and the door could no longer be pushed open.
Of course, no one dared to break into this haunted house again.
"It's a waste of my life to deal with this mob." Rong Yu picked the most comfortable and luxurious bedroom, lit the candles, and asked Yan Zhao to perform a cleaning spell, "Let's continue."
They were kissing in the room before being interrupted by the mob.
Yan Zhao did not move, but just lowered his head slightly: "Rongrong."
"Um?"
"Why can you control fire?"
Their gaze seemed to last for a hundred years, but in fact it was only a moment.
Rong Yu: “Secret.”
Yan Zhao: "I won't ask anymore."
The two sentences were spoken at the same time, and the sound overlapped.
Yan Zhao paused and repeated, "I won't ask anymore."
Rong Yu has a secret that he doesn't know.
Perhaps that secret was the reason for his anxiety.
Rong Yu didn't want to say, so he didn't ask.
He just felt very depressed that he had not gained the other party's full trust. This made Yan Zhao feel depressed. He felt heavy in his heart and didn't want to talk. He just wanted Rong Yu to go to bed early.
Rong Yu didn't let him go: "Are you going to kiss me again?"
"… "
"Kiss or not?"
"… "
"Yan Zhao?"
Yan Zhao still pressed the person down on the couch and kissed him thoroughly.
This person is really... cute, yet helpless.
Yan Zhao kissed the young man so hard that he almost accidentally fired a gun. He held the young man in his arms, but when he found that the young man was shivering slightly due to the cold, the alarm bells rang and he quickly separated from him.
He pursed his lips, wrapped Rongyu tightly with the quilt, and a look of self-blame appeared on his face: "Sorry."
"What's there to be sorry about?" Rong Yu was calmer than him, "I even slept with you in my arms."
The bed in Hu's house was bigger than the one in Wen Yichu's house. Two people could lie together without feeling crowded. There was enough space between them. But Rongyu was still the same. He liked to find a place in Yan Zhao's arms to sleep.
"After receiving the Hu family's silver notes, I won't have to touch your gold bars." Rong Yu was very satisfied with today's gains.
He would stay in this world for three years, and he would definitely need money everywhere. He couldn't stand the poor quality of life of the original owner, but fortunately Yan Zhao's burial objects were rich, with gold, silver and jewelry, and just taking out a few of them would be enough for him to live comfortably.
Yan Zhao said: "You can use it, no need to save it for me, my entire tomb is yours." I am yours.
He still remembered that when they visited the tomb, Rong Rong only glanced at everything else but paused a few more times when looking at the gold, silver and jewels. He silently took note of it - Rong Rong liked jewels and precious things.
"Do you think I'm being polite to you? What's yours is mine. Why should I spend my own when I can spend other people's things?" Rong Yu said.
This was said without politeness, but Yan Zhao's lips curled up when he heard it. Rongrong treated him as her own, no, her own ghost, and this was the happiest thing for him today.
"Remember to build a ghost wall so that people who shouldn't leave can't leave Yuexi Town." Since the rectification has begun, Rong Yu will not leave any trouble. The Hu family still has some friendship with the government office. He has to stop them from reporting to the government, so as to deal with the other families at the same time. As for the county magistrate who beat Wen Yichu and drove him out of the government office, it is better to wait until he becomes an official to settle the account. A higher-ranking official can crush people to death, and it will be easier to solve the problem once and for all.
Yan Zhao: "Don't worry, I promise I won't be able to leave by myself."
Rong Yu: "Then I'm not too relieved."
Yan Zhao asked: "Are you going to close the door and beat the dog?"
"Almost." Rong Yu said.
"Fight the landlords and divide the land."